Forgotten until remembered
Where do memories go?
Building blocks of lessons
And all the things we know
The head a watermelon
Squish inside the skull
Somehow there we think and ponder,
Reason, brood, and mull.
Really now how can it be
That matter gray, a sludgy sea
Could hold the taste of pickle brine
Or birthday cake when you were nine
Embarrassment and also bliss
When you received young love's first kiss
Some facts of course crammed for a test
Grief when your dad was laid to rest
Sunburnt skin and breath of gin
Hangnail torn and nephew born
Sensation, relation,
Think sink blink
Little snippets strung together in a line or web or cluster
or filed or scattered, dissolved and precipitated
Feelings and experiences inseparable from your sense of being, melt
into the structure or resurface from time to time
Compressed and folded, not in squares, but into the otherness,
of other dimensions
Filling space and taking nothing
Nothing
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